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We are all wild creatures, some more than others
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All Anne Rice if she's wrote it I've read it, this should actually Read Authors as I do quite a bit of reading. Authors = Tanith Lee / Ellen Datlow / Terri Windling / Alice Borchardt ~ Night of the Wolf & Silver Wolf *this is Anne Rice's sister* / Louis Cataldie ~ Coroner's Journal / David Robinson ~ Beautiful Death Art of the Cemetery / Radu Florescu & McNally ~ The History of Dracula and Vampires / Rosemary Guiley ~ Vampires Among Us / Ray Malbrough ~ Hoodoo Mysteries, Charms Spells & Formulas / Robert Pelton ~ The Conplete Book of Voodoo / Shattuk ~ The Book of Forbiden Knowledge / Raul Canizares ~ The Book of Palo, Aganju, Shango, BABalu Aye / Robert Laremy ~ Barazilian Palo Primer / Wippler ~ Satteria Experience, Power of the Orishas / Jim Haskins ~ Voodoo & Hoodoo / Zora Neale Hurston ~ Mules and Men, Tell My Horse / Milo Rigaud ~ Secrets of Voodoo / Catherine Yronwode ~ Hoodoo Herb and Root Magic / Sallie Ann Glassman ~ Voodoo Visions / Dr. Snake ~ Voodoo Spellbook / Leah Gordon ~ Voodoo Charms and Rituals/ Carolyn Long ~ A New Orleans Voudou Priestess [the legend and reality of Marie Laveau] / Morwyn ~ Magic from Brazil / Stepanie Bird ~ Sticks, Stones, Roots &; Bones/ Mark Stavish ~ The Path of Alchemy / Eckhart Tolle ~ Awakening to your Life's Purpose/ Micheal Newton ~ Encyclopeda of Serial Killers / Older Authors I like Girolamo Menghi ~ The Devils Scourge / The Bible / Charles Dickens / Dumas / Jack London / Bram Stoker / Seneca / Nostradamus / Mother Shipton works / Marcus Aurelius / Machiavelli / Mary Shelly / John Steinbeck / Jack London / Edgar Allen Poe / |
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Dancing in the rain, meeting kind people, riding training and showing horses, herbal gardening, snuggling my pit bull Zena, paranormal investigation, photography, reading, studying religions, exploring new ideas and discussing them, looking at new points of view, and learning new things, challenging myself with what I fear the most and making new friends.  glitter-graphics.com |
Posted On: 07/31/2008 15:29:25
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My first experience with death and the paranormal was at very young age. My parents had just divorced and my mother and I moved from Arizona back to Tennessee. I was about four years old when I had my first experience with death. I was with my grandmother Catherine at her parents house and her father Louis, my great grandfather, had been ill for quite some time. Back then when a family member got ill everyone gathered and sat with the person until their time came or they got better. Nobody went to the nursing home , you died at home in your bed surrounded by friends and family. It was called the death watch and usually took place in the persons bedroom. I don't know how they knew exactly he was fixing to die that day, but the extended family was called and people started filling up the bedroom.
Louis, my great grandfather, started talking to several people who were not there and telling us to look at the angels how beautiful they were. He was also talking to his brother who had been killed as a young boy, from bad moonshine my granny said. Soon he started gasping for breath and having what is called "death rattles" deep in his chest. In less that a 30 minutes he was dead and everyone stood quietly and watched him take that last breath.
Granny took me by the hand and led me out to the back porch and sat down on a wash tub. I just stood there watching her cry. At the time I was to young to fully understand just what had happened and I ask her why she was crying. She replied, "because my daddy just died"
It was then that my little brain fully processed what I had just witnessed. From that moment on ,and especially after what happened at the cemetery during his burial, I have known there was allot more to life that what we can see and understand.
The burial site is next to some very sheer limestone cliffs, from somewhere up on these cliffs just as the final prayer was finished, we heard the sweetest fiddle music start to play "Amazing Grace". The music sounded like it was coming from above, we all turned to look at the cliffs, and it was obvious no one was there. It was my great grandfathers favorite song and mine to this day, I cant hardly sing it without shedding a tear. The really amazing part is no one could have gotten up there especially with a amplifier, we could see no one, it started the moment we closed prayer and there is no way our soft spoken prayers could be heard up there that far away. (Did they even have portable violin amplifiers that ran on batteries back in the very early 70's.) My grandmother said "it's a angel playen for daddy" Later when I asked her how she knew it was a angel she said that Louis had told her he wanted Amazing Grace played at his funeral but she had forgot to tell the preacher.
My mother still has the very bed he died in her Bed & Breakfast along with the rest of his bedroom furniture in a upstairs guest room. She doesn't tell the guests anymore the story, they don't always like that bit of info, especially after a night of hearing footsteps and strange noises. Since we have had it up there on the 2nd floor we have heard everything from heavy foot steps to beating and scratching in the walls. Many a time have we ran upstairs believing someone had broke in the house or guests had checked themselves in. There has always been strong persistent paranormal activity attached to it. I grew up as a little girl with this whole bedroom set being my bedroom furniture down to the very mattress he died on { it was still good and no one saw a reason not to keep using it even if he did die on it momma just flipped it over} with what I believe is a spirit attached to it to this day. I can't really remember a time when I was aware and interested in the paranormal.
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I truly believe one should strive for Softness, Acts of Kindness Without Expectation of Reward, Faith, Silence and to laugh every time you get the chance. I also love Rain, Cemeteries, New Orleans from her dirty streets to her decaying cemeteries, Paranormal Activity, Good Ghost Stories, Halloween, Candle Light, Blues Music, Humid Southern Nights, The smell of Jasmine and Honeysuckle, I like to look up on the stars and think that one day I might be among their number. More things I find beautiful are Intelligence, Unspoiled Nature, Waterfalls, Wildflowers & Wildlife, The smell of my horses neck, a full harvest moon, and slow sunset, thunder and violent lighten strikes and helping something abused trust again.
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STEALING FROM OTHERS if you want something I got just ask like profile pictures for example  ~ Mean Pushy Bossy People, Over Inflated Egos, Doubters, Insincerity, Tyrants, Hypocrites, Liars, Persistent Drunkenness, Force, Stupidity, Fakers, Posers, Drama, Closed Minds & Cruelty to Animals and Children. People who are mean and cruel make my Left Hand itch and I always want to return the favor and show them how it feels to be weak, raw and hurting.  I try to turn the other cheek but also believe in "a eye for a eye" with a healthy dose of "Do unto others as they do unto those less fortunate than themselves" and that "The Law of Return" will make evil doers miserable if I am just able to have patience.  |
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